the best hallucinations are of running like a three-legged dog in the trailer park.

best hallucination:
winning races is done on 8 hrs a week


the three legged dog part:

Its OK really it is..dont be mad..cuz we aint..its not for everyone..if it was it would seem so easy...seriously folks...winning field sprints, honching breakways turning the fastest laps times.. winning barry roubaix, winning state championships..etc..all those are not done by searching for excuses taking zeros  and missing weeks or months because Michigan weather is not conducive to riding..its done by dedication..not sacrifice..dedication..not consuming and making Jack or Jill dull person... to letting go, duck dynasty, porn stars, tumbling facebooking, selfies  or whatever it may be..that hinders the walk we talk...but its ok..really it is as long as you are one with your own universe and you are completely content and happy as the kitty on my lap making dough..with all the good you make of it......its all good....really it is...10K was a figurative of speech of sorts..a spot on the horizon..in a way .because in all the hate angst..T still loves with more heart that that of half the scene combined..he really do...

be cool fools  its all good
 T more than most knows there helluva alot more to this short time than riding a bike.

Peace.